Now this was a whole new journey in itself. Wandering around New York was dangerous enough for someone who knew the environment, but for someone who felt like she was suffering from some form of amnesia, it was a hell of a lot more dangerous and frightening. There she was, dressed up, elegant, lovely, and yet, intriguing. Her eyes traced the different signs until a small sense of familiarity washed over her. All she had to do was cross the street and run down that sidewalk. Sure, not a problem. However, it was a problem with how busy the streets were. She was worried, in fact, her stomach tightened at the loud noises that echoed in her head. She took a deep breath, waited for a clear and quickly, Kody took off across the street and down the sidewalk.
Her heart was pounding as her feet slammed against the sidewalk. She was never, ever going to do that again! Yet, she somehow knew that she had said that once more before, and another before that. Dakota rolled her eyes before she stopped running, taking a deep breath before finally releasing herself in a small bit of laughter. "Oh, I have problems." She whispered.
Right in front of her, was a coffee shop. PickMeUpStation. She smiled, as if this was the answer to her prayers. Fixing her hat, Kody stepped inside and moved to the counter quickly. It was a cozy little coffee shop, that smelled sweet and of caramel. A young woman, blonde with bright blue eyes giggled and shook her head softly.
"Your usual, Kody?"
"My wh..uhm, yes please, do...Kathryn." She said. The name leaving her lips with some hesitation.
"You'll never call me Kitty, will you?" The woman giggled, carefully pouring coffee into a to-go cup. Kody shook her head. She remembered. The young woman was much younger than her, sixteen, seventeen and preferred to be called Kitty, but, finding it different, Kody decided Kathryn was more suitable and proper.
"Well, here it is. Cinnamon and Vanilla coffee with a danish to go. Five-forty please."
Dakota reached into her black bag and pulled out a ten. She slid it to Kathryn carefully and took her coffee. She glanced at the clock. She could spare some time, couldn't she? Maybe only a little...
"Oh, Kathryn, pay for the next customer's coffee with the change, please."
"Of course."
Dakota smiled and made her way to one of the chairs in the corner. She crossed a leg over the other, took a sip of her coffee and the familiar, delicious taste traced her buds. She shook her head. This felt...normal. Yet, new.